I wish I could say that I learnt to sew at my Mother's knee, but alas she didn't sew. About 30 years ago I discovered Patchwork and this was my very first wall hanging. Now I wonder why it is green and red. It was completely hand sewn and hand quilted. Those were the days of shock horror @ machine piecing.
It hasn't been out on the wall for quite some years now, but I think this year I have just the place for it.
Although my Mother didn't sew she was a fair hand at knitting, and this she did teach me.
At Junior School I was well away at the knitting class, having learnt at home, so I was instructed to help those not so nimble. I remember well, a boy Robert Tristram (I wonder if he is on the internet now) his knitting was so tight and he dropped so many stitches. Somehow I don't think he went on to become a great knitter.
I remember making a cable stitch sweater for my father for his birthday.
In one of the previous lives I made hundreds of garments for the kids, until they became teenagers and wouldn't wear them.
When the kids were very young, I also did knitting for Patons. Making up trial garments.
Oh my that was a trial of hard work. But it gave me a little pin money, whilst being able to stay home. Those were the days of stay at home mums. The poor girls nowadays have no choice.
The Scot likes me to knit him jumpers, but unfortunately since Patchwork arrived, the knitting was left.
This is The Scot in one of his favourite sweaters. He insisted on wearing this so much. He now wears it in his workshop but I think it is headed for the rag bag quite soon.
He keeps hinting he would like another, but I pretend I don't hear.
The Princess can sew and knit, and if she put her mind to it, she would be very very creative. But unfortunately she doesn't.